Chapter 2
Mary might`ve been wrong about Tiger`s death, but that doesn`t mean she didn`t do what she said she`ll do with him. After six months, she finally got her way and put Tiger in a shelter.
“I want my mom! I want my mom!” Tiger mewed.
“Shut your yaps, young kit! They`ll here us and they`ll-“ A gray she-cat hissed as she shuttered.
“They`ll do what with us?” Tiger mewed politely.
“Put us away! Or in their terms, down!” She hissed back.
“Oh...why would they do such a thing? Why can`t we just live on our own?”
“Listen runt and listen good, I heard rumors about some forest cats. They call themselves ‘tribes’. Maybe, if we can escape, we can go and live with them!”
“Sounds like...a perfect plan!” Tiger mewed, half-heartedly. Why do they never get caught? They get to live all there pleasant old time never having to be separated from their mothers or in a dumb animal shelter! Why would anyone want to live with those weaklings?
“ ‘K. By the way, I never got your name. What is it?”
“Tiger!” He mewed, puffing up his chest, proudly.
“My name is Fern! Okay, so here’s what we`ll do...”
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